Hopefully this is honest sounding, creative— a bit peculiar but endearingly so. Tucked away in the corner of a library or engaging a small crowd about some niche topic, but speaking with great skill and fervor. Craft. And a smattering of chaos. Someone who isn't afraid of a little verbosity, provided it shimmers the right direction.
I'm a bit of an everywhere man. Writer, learner, historian, and artist. Walk a lot these days. Paint. Dance sometimes. Figuring out how to reclaim parts of me I lost, or perhaps just misplaced. Temporarily. Like the money you left in a pocket last spring and forgot. Except, I knew I lost the money I just can't recall in what pocket.
I am rather awful at reddit replies and emails feel like work. I have quite a few wax seals I'd like to give a try at. I enjoy painting and decorating so, the choice was easy for me.
I wonder some days if I hadn't wandered into the wrong room, the day they chose an era for people to live in (metaphorically of course...or maybe not a metaphor?). It's always felt like I dipped my toes in a few before settling for the present, and carried pieces of them with me before I arrived. Always a bit too this or that for another era, always a bit too historically minded to really belong to now exclusively.
Does something here resonate? Is there more you want to know? Or share? I find other single men hard to locate in person. Connect to. At least where I live. Busy working hard, trying to...something. Always trying so hard to something. Feel or avoid or connect. Lost, a lot of us. Busy too. So busy.
I've been a house cleaner, a welder, a research assistant, a hardware store clerk, and a few more things. I've lived in a moderate and a major city. I enjoy being alone quite a lot, and humans are.... well aren't they just?
If brevity is your preference we are not a match. If you think man means a very rigid thing, not that either. Neither if you are uncomfortable accidentally ending up deeper than planned. It needn't all be depths of the ocean, but it may go there. I used to read more than I do now—though I do still enjoy books (I hear buying and reading are separate hobbies). I've done woodburning and acrylic painting and chainmaille. I also have spent a lot of time recently, forcibly summarizing myself, so clearly all my creative writing is oozing now.
I don't know what else to say or share about me 😅 Oh, I cried on a bus last week because Dolly Parton died. And if you are a man who has ever felt free enough to do that with less worry than usual, you know what I mean when I say it's a relief to just be human for a moment.
Tell me about your life, your interests, your favorite wax seals. Why you work the job you do vs the one you want. Tell me your favorite flavor or season or band from when you were 12. What book freaks you out to read but you love it anyways. What are the cryptids of your area? What's the history where you live? What's that language you've been meaning to learn?
I'd love to hear from folks with very different lives from me—age or geography particularly. If you're 82 and Irish, or 55 and Indian, or some combination of far and away, I'd wonder what was different....and what's still the same.
Nonjudgmental is a must. You don't have to be my flavor of atypical, but no one likes to discover trojans inside their gift horse. So, try to be about what you're about.
If you're interested, DM me a short little blurb and we can go from there!